DharmaPragya
Mandala 10, Hymn 101
Containing 12 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 1
Verse 1 of 12
SANSKRIT TEXT
उद्बु॑ध्यध्वं॒ सम॑नसः सखायः॒ सम॒ग्निमि॑न्ध्वं ब॒हवः॒ सनी॑ळाः द॒धि॒क्राम॒ग्निमु॒षसं॑ च दे॒वीमिन्द्रा॑व॒तोऽव॑से॒ नि ह्व॑ये वः
"WAKE with one mind, my friends, and kindle Agni, ye who are many and who dwell together. Agni and Dadhikrâs and Dawn the Goddess, you, Gods with Indra, I call down to help us."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 2
Verse 2 of 12
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म॒न्द्रा कृ॑णुध्वं॒ धिय॒ आ त॑नुध्वं॒ नाव॑मरित्र॒पर॑णीं कृणुध्वम् इष्कृ॑णुध्व॒मायु॒धारं॑ कृणुध्वं॒ प्राञ्चं॑ य॒ज्ञं प्र ण॑यता सखायः
"Make pleasant hymns, spin out your songs and praises: build ye a ship equipped with oars for transport. Prepare the implements, make all things ready, and let the sacrifice, my friends, go forward."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 3
Verse 3 of 12
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यु॒नक्त॒ सीरा॒ वि यु॒गा त॑नुध्वं कृ॒ते योनौ॑ वपते॒ह बीज॑म् गि॒रा च॑ श्रु॒ष्टिः सभ॑रा॒ अस॑न्नो॒ नेदी॑य॒ इत्सृ॒ण्यः॑ प॒क्वमेया॑त्
"Lay on the yokes, and fasten well the traces: formed is the furrow, sow the seed within it. Through song may we find bearing fraught with plenty: near to the ripened grain approach the sickle."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 4
Verse 4 of 12
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सीरा॑ युञ्जन्ति क॒वयो॑ यु॒गा वि त॑न्वते॒ पृथ॑क् धीरा॑ दे॒वेषु॑ सुम्न॒या
"Wise, through desire of bliss from Gods, the skilful bind the traces fast, And lay the yokes on either side."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 5
Verse 5 of 12
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निरा॑हा॒वान्कृ॑णोतन॒ सं व॑र॒त्रा द॑धातन सि॒ञ्चाम॑हा अव॒तमु॒द्रिणं॑ व॒यं सु॒षेक॒मनु॑पक्षितम्
"Arrange the buckets in their place securely fasten on the straps. We will pour forth the well that hath a copious stream, fair-flowing well that never fails."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 6
Verse 6 of 12
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इष्कृ॑ताहावमव॒तं सु॑वर॒त्रं सु॑षेच॒नम् उ॒द्रिणं॑ सिञ्चे॒ अक्षि॑तम्
"I pour the water from the well with pails prepared and goodly straps, Unfailing, full, with plenteous stream."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 7
Verse 7 of 12
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प्री॒णी॒ताश्वा॑न्हि॒तं ज॑याथ स्वस्ति॒वाहं॒ रथ॒मित्कृ॑णुध्वम् द्रोणा॑हावमव॒तमश्म॑चक्र॒मंस॑त्रकोशं सिञ्चता नृ॒पाण॑म्
"Refresh the horses, win the prize before you: equip a chariot fraught with happy fortune. Pour forth the well with stone wheel, wooden buckets, the drink of heroes, with the trough for armour."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 8
Verse 8 of 12
SANSKRIT TEXT
व्र॒जं कृ॑णुध्वं॒ स हि वो॑ नृ॒पाणो॒ वर्म॑ सीव्यध्वं बहु॒ला पृ॒थूनि॑ पुरः॑ कृणुध्व॒माय॑सी॒रधृ॑ष्टा॒ मा वः॑ सुस्रोच्चम॒सो दृंह॑ता॒ तम्
"Prepare the cow-stall, for there drink your heroes: stitch ye the coats of armour, wide and many. Make iron forts, secure from all assailants let not your pitcher leak: stay it securely."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 9
Verse 9 of 12
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आ वो॒ धियं॑ य॒ज्ञियां॑ वर्त ऊ॒तये॒ देवा॑ दे॒वीं य॑ज॒तां य॒ज्ञिया॑मि॒ह सा नो॑ दुहीय॒द्यव॑सेव ग॒त्वी स॒हस्र॑धारा॒ पय॑सा म॒ही गौः
"Hither, for help, I turn the holy heavenly mind of you the Holy Gods, that longs for sacrifice. May it pour milk for us, even as a stately cow who, having sought the pasture, yields a thousand streams."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 10
Verse 10 of 12
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आ तू षि॑ञ्च॒ हरि॑मीं॒ द्रोरु॒पस्थे॒ वाशी॑भिस्तक्षताश्म॒न्मयी॑भिः परि॑ ष्वजध्वं॒ दश॑ क॒क्ष्या॑भिरु॒भे धुरौ॒ प्रति॒ वह्निं॑ युनक्त
"Pour golden juice within the wooden vessel: with stone-made axes fashion ye and form it. Embrace and compass it with tenfold girdle, and to both chariot-poles attach the car-horse."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 11
Verse 11 of 12
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उ॒भे धुरौ॒ वह्नि॑रा॒पिब्द॑मानो॒ऽन्तर्योने॑व चरति द्वि॒जानिः॑ वन॒स्पतिं॒ वन॒ आस्था॑पयध्वं॒ नि षू द॑धिध्व॒मख॑नन्त॒ उत्स॑म्
"Between both poles the car-horse goes pressed closely, as in his dwelling moves the doublywedded. Lay in the wood the Soviran of the Forest, and sink the well although ye do not dig it."
Mandala 10, Hymn 101, Verse 12
Verse 12 of 12
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कपृ॑न्नरः कपृ॒थमुद्द॑धातन चो॒दय॑त खु॒दत॒ वाज॑सातये नि॒ष्टि॒ग्र्यः॑ पु॒त्रमा च्या॑वयो॒तय॒ इन्द्रं॑ स॒बाध॑ इ॒ह सोम॑पीतये
"Indra is he, O men, who gives us happiness: sport, urge the giver of delight to win us strength Bring quickly down, O priests, hither to give us aid, to drink the Soma, Indra Son of Nishṭigrî."